Oscar Wilde, a renowned Irish poet. Lived in luxury, died of poverty. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscar_Wilde
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Oscar Wilde, a renowned Irish poet. Lived in luxury, died of poverty. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscar_Wilde
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If you rearrange the letters in the light it spells alien
If you add in the partial letters touched by the light it’s “E.T. Alien” 👽
I think a tattoo would make me feel better
Catholic art: god-fearing…but make it sexy
Catholic art critic in the 1800s: hmm im liking the overtones of guilt & sacrifice but i think its missing a lil smth…
Belgian sculptor just trying to make enough money to pay a good leech doctor so he doesnt die of consumption: like what?
Catholic art critic: ass
Not to be SUCH a Michigander but wtf yesterday it was 55* today it’s 27* :/
I hate this hell state
im extremely nosy but i dont have loose lips and thats the best combination tbh im not here to spread rumors or hurt anyone im only in it for the knowledge of everyone’s business i wont tell anybody but i NEED to possess ALL of the secrets
me hearing all the different sides of the story because everyone involved has told me directly what their take on the situation is but not saying anything and just watching it unfold like a intensely dramatically ironic shakespearean play with an audience of one (1) which is ME
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When you get to where you are going do not forget to turn around. Cassini 900mil miles from earth. [1024x1171]
“I tried to argue that Ophelia resonated because Shakespeare had made an extraordinary discovery in writing her, though I had trouble articulating the nature of that discovery. I didn’t want to admit that it could be something as simple as recognizing that emotionally unstable teenage girls are human beings. … When Ophelia appears onstage in Act IV, scene V, singing little songs and handing out imaginary flowers, she temporarily upsets the entire power dynamic of the Elsinore court. When I picture that scene, I always imagine Gertrude, Claudius, Laertes, and Horatio sharing a stunned look, all of them thinking the same thing: “We fucked up. We fucked up bad.” It might be the only moment of group self-awareness in the whole play. Not even the grossest old Victorian dinosaur of a critic tries to pretend that Ophelia is making a big deal out of nothing. Her madness and death is plainly the direct result of the alternating tyranny and neglect of the men in her life. She’s proof that adolescent girls don’t just go out of their minds for the fun of it. They’re driven there by people in their lives who should have known better.”
— B.N. Harrison, from “The Unified Theory of Ophelia” (via peachpulpeuse)
Head of Zeus at the Piraeus Museum
“The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.”
— Homer (via quotemadness)
May 2019 bring you your “i’m doing better than i ever was” moment